Out there...Too late?

So this past weekend, I treated myself to a night on the town with a friend of mine.
Meeting new people reminds me of how sad my existence with Rob really was, and for so long. I met a great guy, who chances are Ill never see again, but the experience is what I'm on about. At the same time, this isn't someone I spent the night with,(my name's not Rob), before you think that, mind you we hung out til gone 4 in the morning. The way this guy looked at me and touched me and made me feel was incredible. To feel that someone was so into you, and passionately showing me was incredible. Feeling wanted, attractive, even sexy...and I'm the last person to say that I'm any of the mentioned. I woke up this morning giggling about the previous nights happenings. That's a feeling I haven't had in years. To have someone look at me and like who their with, was a wonderful feeling. I missed that so much. Even being out, enjoying music and drinking with friends was a nice time out. An evening like that between Rob and I hasn't happened, Id say in about 10 years. I missed out on so much and if he thinks I didn't sacrifice much, then he is wrong, cuz I loved nights like last night. It has nothing to do with meeting new people, rather, being with people, feeling alive. Letting my hair down and shaking my ass and being social. Carefree to the extreme was my night last night and i loved it. How did that die between Rob and me. I felt so unattractive or unappealing for lack of a better word, especially the last 5 or so years, longer really, I'm being kind. I cant imagine what spending the rest of my life with Rob would have been like. In only a few weeks of "The Next Chapter" of my life, Ive realised or I am realising the life I was living was crap. Sure I don't have anyone special to come home to, share birthdays or holidays, but having what I had almost almost angers me, to think i did nothing about changing it. I'm stepping up and out - and as good old Costanza put it, "I'm out there!!" -